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The wind is flowing, the apricot blossoms are blooming, and the fallen flowers are in full bloom. In the apricot blossom forest, among a pile of dead leaves, a ball of furry hair rolled, and its jade-white fur was really eye-catching. The ball rolled on the ground, and after a while, a head poked out from the fluff. Its wet eyes were like paint. It raised its pink-padded front paws to rub its eyes. Its fluffy tail was curled up by its side. Well, it was very melancholy. The melancholy furball was still in melancholy, but his front paws had been grabbed and lifted up, and he rolled completely into the arms of the visitor. The visitor was dressed in crimson clothes, and the apricot blossoms were particularly eye-catching. He came closer to the hair ball, raised his lips and smiled, and his eyebrows were three parts familiar. "Qijun, you too have today."